I hugged my mom tight as we heard more gunshots and bombs explode throughout the air. Me and mom had to get to grandma and grandpas fast. We hopped in the car and zoomed away leaving the yelling and war behind. After 10 minutes of driving we finally pulled up to the big ranch my grandparents owned. It was thankfully still in one piece. I ran inside happy to see my to grandparents sitting down watching tv. I giggled a little of how clueless they were. I ran up and held them tight. They had no idea. After explaining fast my grandparents stood up in a flash. My grandpa brought us out to his bomb shelter and we hid in there. I finally had hopes this would work out: we had food water, my mom me And my grandparents.. Wait. I froze in the spot and yelled frantically. We had forgotten about my brother. I raced out of the shelter but my mom didn't follow. She just stood with tears in her eyes. I swallowed hard, hopped in the car and raced back to the school. Alone.
